Museum Fun.

You were catching fish and frogs in the water.

This is where you can eat. There are a million choices of food, which I cannot stand because I have to think about what I want forever. Which usually means I ask you what you want to eat, and you say, "Pizza." Like always.

We went to Navy Pier to go to the Children's Museum. We of course drove, because it is a million miles away, or 3. However, later on in the week, a friend dared me to walk with her to Navy Pier with our children. I of course said yes, and was on my way. You were a little precious peep and waved to everyone. I didn't think about how I would get back. You get there play, never sit, and then walk back too? Now Danny laughs, because he thinks I don't think a lot through in life which is very true. BUT I made it back. I couldn't move for a couple hours, but I did well.

Now, I will tell you that I took you to a playground inside the other day. It is a fun place with too many mothers and their children, but you love it! I passed a hardware store and saw a radio flyer wagon and bike for sale. I thought it was a bargain and couldn't pass it up. So I plopped you in the wagon and bought the bike. Here lies the problem. We have no space and this wagon is the size of a dining room table. I was pumped, because it is a double and we are having another kid, but when dad walked in he was like, Really? Where will we put this? Why? When are you going to use it? Oh, and it barely fit in the jeep. I had to put the seat down and move things around. This is me not thinking about anything, but a steal. And the fact that we will have a lot of fun in this wagon this summer. So remember we have to use it or dad will hold this over my head for a long time. Post pictures of this epic wagon soon.

Ceal likes to play, Let's cough and gag in the toilet. So much so, that she will say, "coughing" out of the blew and run to the toilet. Now remember, I am pregnant and have no eating disorder so this is normal for me. It was really funny, but now I may be a little worried that she will think bulimia is really cool. We just bought a new bookcase for her books, because I buy a new book everyday and she has a million.

Our favorite thing to do now is hit up Red Mango, a yogurt shop. We get lots of fruit and dark chocolate and then come home, sit on the kitchen floor and devour our treat. She says hi to everyone on the street. Cutest kid on the block for sure.

Ceal will even cough when I make coffee in the morning, because she thinks I say I am making coughing and not coffee.

Cruz or Shoe?

Reading to her Shoe.

This is where Ceal wildly pushes Cruz. Aisha allows it. He will be a champ on the roller coasters.

Cleaning TiTi's house.

Ceal thinks everything that is Cruz's is hers.

The yummiest baby on the block.

Ceal loves to call Cruz Shoe, because that is how she can pronounce it. She screams, "Shoe, shoe, shoe." She loves him. TiTi is very good about allowing Ceal to do just about everything with Cruz. She likes to watch TiTi or I change his diaper, feed his bottle, or push him in the swing, which can be a little crazy. Cruz does not love Ceal's loud talking or screaming. He will begin to cry and then Ceal will say, "Bad Shoe, Bad." Not good, but we are trying to teach her that Cruz does not love her loud voice. He is the sweetest baby until you have to stay up with him all night. He does not sleep the best, and my poor sister may be put in a home. He is the chubbiest baby, and carrying him up the stairs may put your back out. I have to be told to stop smothering him with kisses, because he can't breathe.

When I say Ceal is obsessed, this is a major understatement. She carries his picture around with her. She asks me 10 times a day to show her more pictures of shoe. When I went to the baby doctor the other day Ceal pointed to the pictures on the wall and screamed, "Shoe, Shoe!!" It was a baby that looked a lot like Cruz. I tried to calm her down by saying yes, sure, and let's be quiet because all the other women are looking at us. However, Ceal could not believe her eyes. She was sure this framed baby was Shoe and she jumped up and down yelling Shoe!! I then had to tell the behaved women in the waiting room that she thinks her cousin is in the picture. One woman laughed which helped while the others looked on. I can't wait for them to have their babies, because Karma is real.